Wednesday they took the tube out. He looked deflated and back to his normal body size. He looked much better and was talking to visitors.
Overnight things got worse. They think the infection is seeping through the wound. He was fuzzy when I visited yesterday. When the nurses asked where he was, he said "Philadelphia". I'm not sure if he knew I was there. He kept trying to get out of bed but didn't have the physical strength to do it. At one point he asked me to shoot Woody Allen. We need to take things day by day.
When I got home, Ben was teething, coughing and throwing up. Some days you eat the bear...
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That sucks. I hope he gets better soon. Despite they general level of crap your dealing with, I must say, the request to shoot Woody Allen is the funniest thing I've read all day.
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